That only leaves jobs with no real responsibility. And to be honest, you pissed me off and you are going to pay one way or another."He had known where...this was going, but enjoyed putting on a show of considering possibilities. He returned to his chair, leaned back and put his feet up on the desk."Hmmmm… Turn around, Jennifer. Let me get a look at you."She did so slowly, feeling shame and embarrassment as John stared at her like a butcher might stare at a carcass hanging in a meat locker."Now. “You okay with that? I mean, I’ve had no complaints yet.”I smirked at her. “You really think you’re all that. Don’t you?” I said it in a light-hearted way.“Baby, I don’t think it. I know it. And I’m going to rock your world. You say your head’s all messed up, right? By the time I’ve finished with you tonight, it’ll be so scrambled, that when you put it back together in the morning, all your problems will be gone. I’m a fucking physiological cure or something. I should be available on. "I'll make a couple of phone calls and let you know the roughtimescale. Who knows, I might be able to call in a couple of favours." Thanks, John, but you needn't go to all that trouble on my behalf." No trouble at all, John," he said as I got up and went back to mydesk."How'd it go?" Karen asked, just ahead of Jan."No problem. John says he'll represent me." I answered."Carol's office rang," Jan said."Saves me having to ring them," I replied. "Did they leave a message?" Mm, something about. 00 every two weeks, not counting overtime, which there will be plenty of. And if you do well, that $18.00 an hour will be increased," he said. "Would that work for you? My personal assistant should do better than just 'okay'!" "Oh, Sir! Are you serious? Oh, thank you, Sir! Oh that will help so much! I... I don't know what to say! I promise to make the best Assistant you could ask for, Sir!" she said excitedly. "I am sure you will, my dear," he said with a smile. And so the next day, Betty began.